The atmosphere on stage grew increasingly heavy.
"I will now announce the na of the contestant ranked 11th," Gao said.
"The number 11 is too sensitive. I’ve never felt how aningful this number could be until now," Uncle Bao said.
"Before we announce it, let’s invite Chen Yinghan, who had the biggest surge in rankings, to share her feelings," Gao started following the script.
Chen Yinghan picked up the microphone, her face radiating a confident smile: "I rember my founder once said, ’You’re not my Monkey King, but you plan to cause chaos in my Heavenly Palace.’"
The CP fans in front of the screen instantly caught her aning and were fired up.
"Since you’ve made it possible, I’ll walk forward fearlessly," she said.
After this sentence, all the CP fans went crazy.
What is Chen Yinghan doing? Is this so sort of double entendre?
Ye Yuwei felt that Chen Yinghan was being far too bold. What’s going to happen to her after this?
Lu Fangxin’s delicate, flower-like face was full of excitent, but she couldn’t turn back to look at her friend. She knew the caran and scriptwriters here were ruthless.
The fans in the audience were also shouting passionately and frenziedly.
"Now we’ll reveal the contestant temporarily ranked 11th—this is so nerve-wracking!" Uncle Bao said.
"This is the latest data, just received from the production team," Uncle Bao held an electronic cue card. "Ranked 11th is Jiang ngqi."
Upon hearing her na, Jiang ngqi didn’t show much excitent.
Her face, typically sweet as sunshine and rainbows, reflected more disappointnt.
Nevertheless, she bowed to everyone.
"I’d imagine Jiang ngqi is feeling very emotional right now, and the others too," Uncle Bao said.
"Let give each person 15 seconds to say what they want," Gao said.
This was a segnt specifically designed by the production team, effectively serving as a call for votes.
All the earlier build-up was intended to amplify the mood.
Ye Yuwei only had one thing to say: "Three months, no regrets. Let’s bring this journey to a close together!"
Lu Bingbing maintained her usual composure: "Today, I stand not just for myself. I want to let starlight shine bright, to illuminate the entire Galaxy with my light."
Lu Fangxin smiled slightly: "I didn’t fulfill my promise; I slipped up again. But I’ll rise and continue forward, for you all."
Wu Zixuan’s smile was flawless: "Thank you all. I want to transition from being your little princess to your queen."
ng ixuan, brimming with confidence: "With you by my side, I’m invincible and radiant."
Liu Feiyu flashed a dignified smile: "Choosing won’t be a mistake. Please give a thumbs-up."
Fu Xiaoyu’s eyes were filled with hope: "I’ll savor my monts on stage. My future hinges on my efforts. Please watch and witness my coback!"
Yang Ni spoke with gravity: "Today, I’ll give my best performance. Please give your support—your likes might change my fate and life. Thank you."
The sound technician, following Yang Xiaoyue’s instructions, directed the mic toward Yang Ni’s fan group.
Imdiately, the venue was filled with cheers and words of encouragent for her.
Gao Ziyi’s expression was sowhat stiff, but her cute deanor remained unbothered: "With you, I fear nothing. Let’s charge ahead together!"
Jiang ngqi
One by one, 22 people gave their statents, so heartfelt, others deliberate.
"Now cos the most thrilling, explosive mont—the start of the competition!" Uncle Bao’s voice was brimming with excitent and energy.
The stage lights gradually dimd, and the entire venue was enveloped in the tension of an impending battle.
All the fans stopped shouting; they wanted to see who would take the stage first.
When the lights turned on, the stage was bathed in a mysterious blue hue.
Lai Ruoxuan, Li Shihan, Wang Na, ng ixuan, Wu Zixuan, Gao Yingxi, Guo Xia, and Jiang ngqi appeared before everyone’s eyes.
The intense music bombarded the venue like a storm, and vibrant lighting illuminated every corner, stimulating everyone’s nerves to their peak.
After a brief group dance ca the individual performances.
Gao Yingxi, a talented dancer from Beijing Dance Academy, imdiately began moving her entire body in sync with the music.
Freed from the constraints of less proficient teammates, her abilities were unleashed to their fullest potential.
She was like a walking lody, a dancing sprite, the queen whose movents captivated hearts amidst the neon lights.
Next was Jiang ngqi. Her usual sweet charm was nowhere to be seen; instead, she exuded a seductive allure, like a ghostly siren erging from the dark mist. Amid the kaleidoscope of shifting colors, she showcased unparalleled beauty.
The audience below was entranced, imrsed in the soul-stirring music, frantically swaying along with Jiang ngqi’s dance steps.
In this intoxicating mont, they forgot deeply ingrained mories and the pain buried in their hearts, experiencing only boundless joy.
The music transitioned to sothing light and playful, hopping along the stage.
With her long hair, a T-shirt, and pink tights, Wu Zixuan stepped lightly to the rhythm.
Her movents were nimble and lively, like a spirited kitten bursting with energy.
Her gaze was electric, alluring.
At that mont, it felt as though the air was filled with pink bubbles.
An unexpected mishap occurred—Wu Zixuan’s earpiece fell off.
Without the earpiece, perforrs on stage wouldn’t be able to hear the music clearly, aning she wouldn’t be able to keep pace with the rhythm for the next part of her performance.
Jiang ngqi quickly stepped in to help Wu Zixuan fix it.
However, each segnt’s performance ti was limited, and ngqi’s fans worried that this might impact her own performance, shouting urgently: "Rainbow, don’t worry about Wu Zixuan! Ignore her!"
Jiang ngqi froze, stunned by her fans’ selfishness.
In her mind, they were teammates—how could she not help?
Wu Zixuan couldn’t help but smile wryly, wanting to handle it herself, but Jiang ngqi gave her a steadfast look.
ng ixuan’s turn ca up next. Sporting a slicked-back hairstyle and a rose-red suit over a white crewneck shirt, she radiated a bold presence.
Strong beats, frenzied fans, and dazzling laser lights.
ng ixuan dominated the stage with her commanding movents.
She was like a pink mandala suddenly blooming, exuding irresistible allure.
She darted across the stage, constantly shifting positions, her joints propelling her body through a series of fluid yet precise moves—simultaneously rapid and smooth, leaving no ti for the audience’s eyes to rest, like a masterful magician.
Next ca Guo Xia, dressed in purple athletic gear. Her movents were clean and sharp, bursting with energy.
Following the beat of the music, the muscles beneath her outfit tightened, relaxed, and contracted in a rhythm that seed poised to unleash all her power at once. Up close, she appeared to be in a constant state of vibrating intensity.
These moves were extrely challenging for any woman, requiring imnse muscle strength and precise timing to stay in sync with the beat.
Among them all, Guo Xia’s dancing was the most technically demanding.
With the cheerful, playful music in the background, Lu Fangxin stepped into the lilight wearing a blue plaid long dress. Her dance moves were at a kindergarten level, but her youthful beauty still made her endearing to watch.
As soon as she appeared on stage, the audience was filled with shouts from her haters.
This ti, however, the sound technician ignored the commotion and focused solely on capturing stage audio.
Lu Fangxin also heard the haters’ jeers, causing her previously relaxed deanor to stiffen. Her composure faltered, and the sweet smile vanished from her face.
Her solo performance was short, though, and soon it was Lu Xiaoxue’s turn.
Accompanied by classical music, this sweet-faced gymnast delivered an impressive display of high-difficulty acrobatics.
She began with a golden rooster pose, followed by a split, and then perford a swirling ribbon routine reminiscent of rhythmic gymnastics.
Though not strictly a dance, her movents were still captivating to watch.
The group returned to the stage under fiery lights, delivering a srizing collective performance filled with charm.
The crowd erupted in cheers and shouts, while Ye Yuwei and the others backstage felt their hearts surge with excitent, eager to perform.
The girls in the stands were clapping furiously, wishing they could be on that stage themselves.
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